Chapter 175: Real American Hector

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As Moony played with his animal friends, Hector had a meeting with Charles, Erik and Raven about Mutant rights. The two were still prominent in politics, but they could never go beyond being senators.

"Prepare yourself. I am going to bring in Civil Rights version two. It will include not just the Gifted Ones but also aliens from space. We need this if Earth is supposed to become a planet among the space communities." Hector announced.

"How are you going to counter the backlash?" Erik asked.

Hector smirked, "Don't worry about that, kid. I have plans for 2011. After that year, everything will change forever. But until then, we need to do the groundwork. The X-Men will be upping their game and won't just save those in natural disasters but also manufactured disasters. For example, in a warzone. I have tech from space that will help me record everything and create propaganda machinery.

"That's the primary job of my clan. So for now, they will be my PR machinery, though Adam will be the one controlling it."

In fact, the PR machinery had already been activated, with documents from the US government being leaked out everywhere. The papers had internal military inquiries for crimes against humanity and corruption. But, of course, these investigations came out as wrong.

Hector had enough people in Congress to ensure he could gather all the needed material. The President was going to live his life in hell for the coming months.

"When will you announce your return to the world?" Raven asked him.

"If I came out right now, they wouldn't accept that I'm real. Not to mention, the mass media is under the control of the political and capitalist overlords. So I'm going to bring them down to their heels too. Just wait; something great will happen soon. When that happens, Pandora's box will be open."

"WOOF!" ~Dad, play with me!~

Hector got up, "Well, folks. My son here has called me to play with him. You all eat and have fun. Moony, I will counter till ten to give you a headstart."

*WOOSH*

The boy vanished from his place in the blink of an eye.

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Days passed, and work was going as usual. Diana was interested in knowing about this world. But, when she started to look through the internet, she found how vastly different was the history. Especially everything regarding Hector.

It was as if he singlehandedly fought the world war. Not only that, his past as the Governor and then his later years as the president were also filled with outstanding achievements.

"Oh, interesting. So he was the last person in the United States to fight a duel, back in 1889 legally. And it was on a dispute of... increasing his salary? Pfft..." She read some interesting facts about Hector. Enough articles were circulating about him.

"It seems everyone loves him, no matter which political side they are from. But, sadly, I wonder if things will be the same now. Let's see what they are saying about him now." She looked for the latest news about Hector.

The first thing she found was an article talking about a costume artist that looked too real. She was alone and, without reservation, burst into laughter, "I can imagine his face,"

Slowly, as she continued to read more and more about him, the things he did in the past, saving so many people, bringing justice and good change. A silent smile stayed on her face. Her heart felt at peace the more she read out about him.

~How can he be related to hell?~

But then a realisation came, "Why am I so concerned about him?"

She knew the answer already, apparent by the faint blush. "I wonder what he also thinks about me. Does he even think about me?"

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Venezuela,

Hector had come to this nation to check the situation and see what he could do. He didn't care if they were socialists, many Nordic nations were also socialists, but that was socialism done right. It only happens when a nation has a highly educated population with a wealthy government.

Venezuela had none of the two. But they had a dream and a shit tonne of oil. Hector didn't give a crap if they sold oil and made money. But, since Venezuela had so much oil, various nations didn't want it to enter the market as it would lower the prices, hence less profit.

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Meanwhile, Hector dreamt of making oil as cheap as water worldwide while using this cheap oil to boost the economies of emerging nations. Of course, it would mess up Earth's climate, but he didn't care about that either.

Reason? Well, Hector knew of a magical thing that existed in the Universe called infinity stones. So as long as he's got all of them, all he needs to do is snap his finger and turn Earth's resources and climate back to that of 1750. But, of course, renewable resources will be mainstream at that point.

"Did you order the Shield? I don't want them to interfere when I start hunting the Ten Rings,"

Kennedy nodded, "Yes, they will not help Tony when he's kidnapped. Oh, what's that? Diana's photo as wallpaper?"

Hector blankly looked at Kennedy while showing his phone screen, "Do you not see Moony and me?"

"Hehe, there are enough photos of you two, but you put one with her. It's okay, old man. I won't tell anyone. Oh, look, we're about to land," Kennedy pointed out.

Hector sighed and looked at the wallpaper in silence, ~Well, Moony does call her mom... and she's a pretty 'wonderful' woman.~

A few moments later, the plane landed. The car was waiting for them with some security escorts. They didn't need it, but Hector was acting low right now. He had even tied his hair in a bun on the back, looking like a hippie. Instead of his red coat, he wore a simple loose beach shirt and long shorts.

He wouldn't meet the nation's president; the guy was corrupt and might get killed if Hector was to face that bullshit. So instead, he was going to buy some land, a lot of it. Land that will one day pump out some oil.

Thanks to SHIELD, he had the best intelligence, including Venezuela's private land survey information. So Hector knew precisely who to contact and what to buy. It was dirt cheap real estate. In fact, this was just the start, and he would extract oil from anywhere he could.

Yes, he was going full American, but for good this time.

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Afghanistan,

"Is it better to be feared, or respected? And I say, is it too much to ask for both? With that in mind, I humbly present the crown jewel of Stark Industries' freedom line. It's the first system to include our proprietary repulsive technology.

"They say the best weapon is the one you have to never fire. I respectfully disagree, as I prefer the weapon that you only have to fire once. That's how dad did it; that's how America does. President Washington did it with Iwo Jima; that's a legend. It has worked out pretty well so far.

If I had an excuse to let these once off the chain, I'd personally guarantee you that the bad guy won't even wanna come out of their caves."

The missile launching system on the side activated and swiftly sent out one of them. It flew into the sky, and soon, smaller missiles came out from it, headed straight towards the ground.

Tony Stark didn't look behind and stood smugly, "For your consideration. The Jericho."

He raised his arms to the sides, letting the airwaves generated hit him in the back and fly off the caps of Army officers. The destruction behind him was enough to consider anything on the mountain that was alive now dead.

An exchange of some fine drinks and Tony informing Obadiah Stane about the deal followed. Everything went smoothly for the showcase, and now it was time to return home.

However, on the way, missiles fell on the convoy, destroying every single military vehicle except the one with Tony Stark in it. He tried to jump out to safety, but then a missile landed right in front of him. It was dud, but the name on it was clear.

He saw Stark Industries written on it, "God bless the factory defect,"

"STAY DOWN, STAY DOWN!"

*BAM*

Before he could react, a few English words and then Arabic reached his ears, and soon after, something hit his head.

Just as this happened, a short distance away on a mountain, a man sat with binoculars in his hand. He was wearing a desert camouflage suit but had no sniper. Instead, he only had a communication machine.

As soon as he saw these events fold, he reported, "Agent Coulson reporting, the package has been picked,"

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